Rain , the mood along with the rain

I do not know how, now I hate the rain , there will be a strange feeling sad ; looking out the rhythm of the rain , my eyes blurred. Not with age , also will be getting a heavy heart up and out? I remember I used to like to listen to sound of dripping rain and eventually to sleep , what a wonderful moment , ah, I was carefree to the shuttle in the classroom , dining hall, bedroom , between a teacher to teach the sound , the students Their laughter , always wanted to be more violent storm on us. But now it, a person, a song, accompanied by green lamp lights the yellow paper .